Unforgivable (feat. Drakeo the Ruler)

(Brrt, stick 'em, ha-ha-ha, stick 'em)

Turn me up, though, ****

You gonna feel me, ****

**** gon' respect this shit, though

On 2, on 2-1, ****

On 2, on 2-1, ****

**** come around me, on 2-1, we got the block hot

You ain't never pop your, pop it, on my mama, you is not God

If you 2-1, you better get on the 5

Fuck it and get on the Fly

Ooh-wee, catch fifty shots if they mess with mine

Call it a headshot, but he still alive

Bitch, I ain't got the time

To argue with you 'bout your cousin, ho

Beat that **** up

I can tell you one thing, lil' mama, I beat that pussy up

Have that pussy loose off these tricks, I wasn't tryna fuck

Run it in, Wisconsin, I know you 'bout your bucks

Ayy, ayy, bitch, I need everything

'Cause my **** fightin' cases, they ain't said a thing

Either way, you in the box, ****, ain't nothin' changed

Lil' ****, you tryna box, you ain't got a thing?

Shooting guard like I'm Sprewell

These ain't bullets, cuddie, these are K shells

Ayy, ayy, on the block with it, I don't need help

Ooh-wee, bitch, you know I'm to the neck, ****

We lash ****, soul-strip him tryna flex, ****

Man down, last dude was the next **** (We know the truth)

Ooh-wee, should've wore a helmet, fuck a vest, ****

Ayy, I'm so Southeast

Pump-faked him with the K, he thought he had a mouthpiece

Blam blam, man down, some shit I went to trial for

My opps be on Twitter 'cause they scared to come outside

Street sweep, meet meet, this Draco make the crowd run

The outcome, buddy chalk somethin', they need pallbearers

Thirty-four shots, Paul Pierce, pick your jaw up

No trace, Arkansas plates, made his car run

Forty ounce bounce, make it shake like a porno

Bitch, don't ever try to throw the flag when we in war mode

Pizza party, bitch, this ain't delivery, this DiGiorno

Burnt a ****, all these Ernie ****, we need Elmo

The candy camera, watch your friends and family, man, who really love you?

Who you really trustin'? Them pills got you buggin'

Head and shoulders, talkin' guns and roses, foreigns with parolees

Tonka trucks and police, you better notice

But long mouths get you elbows

How you knew? Told you (The Ruler)

(Brrt)